The warm golden glow sprinkled on the silver-white plywood, refracting the seven-colored light, and a slightly thin, slender figure stood on the bow of the flying boat, and he stood tall with his arms folded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a spectacular city, is this the ancient city of Xiuzhen?" Xiao Feng saw a gray city wall like a moat, stretching for twenty miles, like a giant black dragon entrenched in the undulating mountains, which was breathtaking.

"Waste, I haven't seen the big world, and I'm surprised to see such a small city, I don't know if I will be scared to death when I get to Heavenly Sword City, Wind City and other cities." At this time, a sharp and arrogant voice came from behind Xiao Feng, and the disdain in it was self-evident.

Xiao Feng didn't turn his head at all, but looked around by himself, he didn't need to pay attention to a bully maid like Mo Li, otherwise it would only increase his troubles.

"It's really a waste, and I don't know how to open up the dantian." Mo Li's piercing taunt came again.

Mo Li wanted to give himself that kind of chilling eyes and demonic voice all night, and after a night of observation, he found that Xiao Feng was just a waste with a Primal Immortal Master, and there was nothing special.

Mo Li found that the waste didn't look at herself, let herself mock, she felt like a fly buzzing next to the tiger, the tiger didn't bother to look at it, the more this was the case, the more disgusted she was with this third-layer waste of qi refining, her eyebrows condensed a trace of divine sense, and she wanted to take Xiao Feng's sea of knowledge and read Xiao Feng's memory.

Suddenly, I saw a blue-robed man with a handsome face and a cold expression, a tomboy who looked more like a man than yesterday, and a golden robe and a golden hat, and Steward Lin, who was full of fat and fat, suddenly rushed to Xiao Feng's side and looked at him with a solemn expression.

Mo Li was so frightened by the sudden scene that he suddenly withdrew his hand, looked at Jincheng which was getting closer and closer, and saw a green flying boat like a sharp sword, and a behemoth that slowly surrounded the flying boat where he was.

"Childe, it is the people of the Sword Rain Sect, they dare to surround the flying boat of our trading house, who gave them the courage." Mo Li looked over, and suddenly found that the imposing group of flying boats was surrounded, and before the tomboy could speak, he snorted angrily.

Seeing this, the tomboy frowned, turned his head, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, Mo Li has become more and more presumptuous in the past few days, and he dared to speak in front of him, and the Lin steward on the side also glanced at Mo Li in surprise.

"Childe, I'm ......" Mo Li saw the cold color in the fake boy's eyes, hurriedly lowered his head, and his body trembled involuntarily, completely lacking the domineering and arrogant color he had towards Xiao Feng just now.

"Little brat, the person who picked you up is here." The tomboy didn't look at Mo Li, but turned around and tilted slightly at Xiao Feng's thin little mouth, and smiled softly.

"Actually using two vein masters, it seems that the head of the Sword Rain Sect is also bloody, and there are at least 100,000 monks in the city staring at it, if they find the so-called "genius", what will be the reaction of the legendary Immortal Body. With an inexplicable smile on Steward Lin's fat face with loose muscles, he squinted at Xiao Feng.

Of course, Xiao Feng understood what Steward Lin meant, and he didn't know what to do now, just because he crossed a trapped dragon fierce Ze and caused such a big turmoil, so Xiao Feng bypassed the trapped dragon fierce Ze.

"Ahead is the flying boat of the Sitong Trading House?" At this time, Xiao Feng saw a purple-robed and white-haired old man with a strong momentum, exuding a foundation building realm that was dozens of times stronger, but much weaker than the Yuanying Cultivator, flying from the blurred cyan shield and shouting at his side.

"I only sent a mid-stage monk from Yudan, hum! Childe, I'll meet them and give them the "genius" for free later. Seeing this, Steward Lin respectfully said to the tomboy.

Suddenly the whole body erupted with a majestic breath like the sea, the fat body suddenly turned into a piece of tight muscles, the whole person seemed to have changed, the small eyes buried in the fat broke out two essences, the momentum was a thousand times stronger than the original, Xiao Feng only felt that he was crushed by a pressure of more than a thousand catties, he clenched his teeth and clicked, clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, his legs trembled slightly, and his face was pale.

Mo Li was also pressed by a sudden spiritual pressure, and couldn't help but take dozens of steps back, with a look of shock on her little face, and looked at the forest steward who burst out with momentum with a frightened face, she thought that the cultivation of the forest steward was the same, but it was the same foundation building period as herself, but she didn't think about it......

The tomboy stood indifferently, his autumn-like eyes were calm and waveless, he glanced at Mo Li in the distance, and turned around with some surprise to look at Xiao Feng carefully.

This strong momentum Xiao Feng is no longer the first contact, the power of the Yuan Infant Monk, only the Yuan Infant Stage monk releases his own breath, which is enough to make the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Building Stage monks completely collapse.

He didn't expect that Steward Lin had been hiding his cultivation all along, and he smiled bitterly, if it weren't for the power of the World Bead and the Death Seal in his body to resist most of the spiritual pressure, he would have knelt down a long time ago.

Time passed little by little, it had been half a moment, and Steward Lin was still standing still, the momentum on his body remained unchanged at all, and on the bridge of Xiao Feng's tall nose, beads of sweat continued to drip down, and his face became more and more pale.

"When no one comes out, I will attack the flying boat." The purple-robed and white-haired old man waited impatiently, so he shouted.

But there was still no response, everything was quiet, the atmosphere began to become solemn, on the four-way flying boat, Xiao Feng began to tremble, he had already lost his strength, but he had persevered until now with his amazing willpower, Mo Li, who was dozens of steps away, had already been pressed down, her face was hot, she was constantly panting, and she wanted to struggle, but she was powerless to resist.

At this moment, she only felt extremely humiliated, Xiao Feng, who was ridiculed as a waste by herself, could withstand a huge spiritual pressure within such a close range, and her cultivation was a whole realm higher than Xiao Feng, and after retreating to dozens of steps, she was not pressed like a dog, wouldn't it be even more wasteful than Xiao Feng.

"Steward Lin, it's okay, otherwise they should be in a hurry." A quarter of an hour later, when Steward Lin heard this, he instantly rose from the ground and flew out of the cyan shield, and the smile on the face of the tomboy looked at Xiao Feng even stronger, and his expression became more gentle.

"Whew~" Xiao Feng instantly felt that his body was light, panting heavily, his chest was constantly rising and falling, because the pressure was too great, his eyes were bloody, and there was only one thought in his heart at this moment.

Strength! Strength! Gain unimaginable strength, only if you are stronger, you will not be humiliated by others and cannot fight back, you will not be at the mercy of others, a deep sense of crisis rises from the bottom of Xiao Feng's heart, he is too weak, and he will be trampled to death by a powerful monk at any time.

"Although you are the first immortal body, you can never marry Dan, but with your amazing willpower, it is enough to be a guard by my side, as long as you agree, the Sword Rain Sect will not dare to take you away today." The tomboy said to Xiao Feng with a smile.

Mo Li staggered to his feet, and when he heard what his son-in-law said, Yizhong suddenly tightened, and his pale little face looked at Xiao Feng nervously.

Hearing this, Xiao Feng slowly raised his head, his pale handsome face was extremely indifferent, and his blood-colored eyes stared at the tomboy's beautiful eyes tightly, not showing weakness at all.

"How about being my bodyguard?" Seeing this, the tomboy suddenly became sexually interested, a little guy with a third layer of qi refining dared to do this, staring at those clear eyes and trying to see through what Xiao Feng was thinking.

Swish! With a bang, Steward Lin, who was dressed in a golden robe, appeared again, and said respectfully to the tomboy: "Childe, take the first immortal body out."

The tomboy and Xiao Feng's eyes were interrupted, and the tomboy turned his head slightly unhappily, and said lightly: "Mo Li, you are waiting here."

He flew out of the cyan shield alone with strange steps, and Steward Lin grabbed Xiao Feng's shoulder, and appeared in mid-air in an instant, he did not resist from beginning to end, his eyes were indifferent, and a seed in his heart continued to sprout in his heart.

Mo Li looked at the few people who disappeared, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes, and he stood with a pale face.

Xiao Feng was held in mid-air by Steward Lin with a force, imprisoned, he looked at the first sight of the towering city wall, densely crowded with 100,000 people, including a powerful aura, and then saw that there were fifty flying boats, each of which was standing with young boys and girls about the same age as himself, nearly six hundred or so.

The most conspicuous thing is that on a huge flying boat, there are nearly 100 people wearing green robes, blue robes, and purple robes, each of whom has a strong breath, and they are guarding a graceful woman in a red and bright long skirt, a woman with a sense of etherealism, and a burly man with a green robe on his head, and a blood-red three-foot short sword around his waist, the aura on the two of them is not weaker than that of Lin Guanshi.

The eyes of nearly 100,000 people present were all looking at the three of them, and in the end, most of their eyes were fixed on the tomboy in a gorgeous blue robe and a handsome face, and a few were curious to look at themselves and Steward Lin.

At this time, Yue Qing and Lan Ningxin slowly flew up with nine purple-robed people, and everyone looked at the tomboy in unison, only Yue Qing looked at Xiao Feng very curiously, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It turns out that this is the young man who crossed the trap of the dragon and the fierce Ze, and he is really a talent." A purple-robed old man in the back looked at the tomboy and said in amazement.

"It's not just extraordinary, it's simply a demonic asset." The old man saw that the mastom's body was restrained, and he couldn't see the cultivation, so he objected.

"I don't know what kind of physique this young hero is? Could it be a spiritual vein, or an attribute spiritual vein? A middle-aged man said lightly.

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